lil tony official - faith (b fr) lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah
(ayy, deeski, i like this one)
all that friendly+ass sh+t, n+gga can beat it
f+ck wrong with his ass?
(say, jesto, this motherf+cker trim)
hahaha
yeah
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, slatt b+tch get shot in his sh+t for the opp sh+t
tkey pop that tool with the mopstick
lil’ buddy be slangin’ that mac on some mob sh+t
f+ck wrong with buddy? he be on some opp sh+t
push up on him, n+gga say that i’m trippin’
pcf poppin’, we stay droppin’ hot sh+t
blow out his cutlass, he f+ck with this pimpin’
i heard one of these broke+ass n+ggas dropped salt, get active, the f+ck is he sayin’?
only n+ggas who ain’t went out bad in the city, he mad ’cause we popped at his mans
i done f+cked ’round and f+cked up my finger tryna get off, can’t k!ll him, we catchin’ his mans
heard lil’ buddy a pack and they steppin’ for him, catch the rapper, they steppin’ again
haha, be for real
[verse]
who the f+ck started that gen sh+t?
we the originators of the spin sh+t
pop out with fully, we miss him, we bend again
hit him first, try f+ck n+gga move, we get the new lo’, we gon’ come through and get it in
hit his phone, n+gga, what you wan’ do? he say it’s no smoke, why the f+ck is you trippin’ then?
hahaha, the f+ck, n+gga? come here, yeah
my n+gga locked up, he in there glocked up, i still be thinkin’ might split again
youtube plaque popped up, i’m on some rich+n+gga sh+t, gettin’ dividends
flatbed trunk, take the top off, why the f+ck did he think he can spin in this?
[verse 2]
why?
i don’t understand
young n+gga gettin’ to these bands
huh, bad b+tches tryna throw a n+gga top, yeah
young n+gga poppin’, gettin’ h+lla guap
yeah, i don’t give a f+ck, run that sh+t up
run down a n+gga ass, give it up
bad b+tch, booty fat, back it up
n+gga roll, get some racks, stack it up
fishscale it, bag it up, add it up
hundred thousand worth of cash in the truck
lil’ j+man get on a n+gga ass, zip him up
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, slatt b+tch get shot in his sh+t for the opp sh+t
tkey pop that tool with the mopstick
lil’ buddy be slangin’ that mac on some mob sh+t
f+ck wrong with buddy? he be on some opp sh+t
push up on him, n+gga say that i’m trippin’
pcf poppin’, we stay droppin’ hot sh+t
blow out his cutlass, he f+ck with this pimpin’
i heard one of these broke+ass n+ggas dropped salt, get active, the f+ck is he sayin’?
only n+ggas who ain’t went out bad in the city, he mad ’cause we popped at his mans
i done f+cked ’round and f+cked up my finger tryna get off, can’t k!ll him, we catchin’ his mans
heard lil’ buddy a pack and they steppin’ for him, catch the rapper, they steppin’ again
haha, be for real
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